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Sunday, October 13, 2013

HIgh on Life








High on Life

The running children think him a drunkard
as he sits feet swinging over the edge of the world
Sewing - a silver needle sparkles as he mends his troubles
Binds his free floating worries into flower blossoms
The running children think him a drunkard
Purple circles like grape thumbprints under his sleepy eyes
He does not startle when the sky cracks with sudden thunder
The running children, born into a different age, think him a drunkard
As the smiling Prophet sits in his silver ever-so-slightly- thread-bare robe, rocking ever so gently - his sleepy lullaby peace – eyes drinking in it all  
swinging his well traveled rested-to-velvet-feet
Over the edge of the world
As the others rush about in random rancor – still
Waiting for the smiling Prophet
They play to pass time- slap their cards of life recklessly
As he modestly trumps, again and again in loose-limbed
Complete acceptance
The running children think him a drunkard
Yet, his eyes on the horizon and all between are clear
It is the sweet wine of life he swallows, licking each drop of errant nectar from his lips between frequent sips
His cup brims
The Prophet laughs  soft breezes 
Over seas, shore, plain, bush, white capped mountains
All -  Rippling - Moving - Lush
The Prophet smiles  
High on Life 
The littlest toddling child and the oldest among them 
See
and wave 
happily  








20131012-181115.jpg _ The Sunday Whirl 

22 comments:

  1. I like that only the very young and old see the truth. That says so much.

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  2. Really a fascinating write, Pearl. I am not sure what to make of this prophet, being thought to be a drunkard, yet having such a positive essence as well.

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  3. so true...between youth and old age our vision gets blurry.. great poem...

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  4. I like your poem a lot, Pearl. There is wisdom in it. The joy of the young and the wisdom of the old. And the knowingness of the very young.

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  5. The children think him a drunkard....thank you.....

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  6. Prophets are rarely recognized for who they are, until it is too late sometimes.

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  7. The truth of a person and the perceptions of others... well presented in your verses. Thoughtful writing.. And a very interesting character sketch. :-)
    -HA

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  8. I love the images of the running children and the old man watching..almost a vision of what was and what will be..i guess that is what wisdom is..and well worn slippers..

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  9. Pearl, this, in particular, is SO gorgeous:
    "a silver needle sparkles as he mends his troubles
    Binds his free floating worries into flower blossoms"

    That visual of him swinging his feet over the edge of the world will stick with me. So well done.

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  10. Oh, that's beautiful! A wonderful portrait. I can see him!

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  11. a beautiful mingling of these words and the wisdom that grows as we age, and take the time to sit, see, taste, touch the miracles we recognized as babies... then forgot.

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  12. Love the repetition and also the fact that only the young and old are able to wave!

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  13. Intriguing portrait, Pearl. Makes me remember a bearded man sitting in from of McDonald's that my son was convinced "looked seriously like God"......and maybe he was. I, too, love that the youngest and oldest saw this being for what he was. That is often the way of it, with prophets.

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  14. What a beautiful circle of life you have painted here. The old and the young see the same things albeit differently but others can barely see at all.

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  15. What a great graphic - showing both the chaos and the order of one person's world.

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  16. Oh I love this one. We get so busy living we lose sight sometimes.

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  17. Everyone has wisdom at their core. Beautiful.

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  18. How we see ourselves and how others see us, and where the truth lies - beautifully expressed. I love the circle of the very old and the very young seeing something closer to the truth. Nicely done.

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  19. This is fabulous, Pearl. The repetition creates a back and forth flow to the piece. I love the happy waving at the end.

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  20. Oh my goodness - about to get ready for a little family trip to Florida tomorrow and checked in to this incredible tide of positivity ... Your comments mean so very very much to me and are deeply appreciated. I will return and respond to everyone individually - please forgive my blanket appreciation and know that I have read and hold each of your individual comments in my heart - I am already flying before even leaving for the airport. THANK YOU ...:)

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  21. great flow of thoughts woven superbly

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